This is a song about "Brown dynamit"

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

How beautiful are thou, africa

Epic, they used to feed me detours

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

A brown zombie appeared in front of me hoping it could have a feast

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

My name is timb aka thomas crown

It's just my soda mixed with brown